At night, the sunset is not visible.

No one knows where the glow has gone, it may sink to the bottom of the sea with the setting sun, or it may flow beyond the horizon to wait for the next appearance.

After all, the night has its own family, and the stars don't care about the trail of the sunset, just as the moon doesn't care that the sun rises tomorrow as usual, only the thin clouds are entangled with each other all the time, never ending.

But if you see the lanterns hanging on the trees on both sides of the road in the palace today, there will always be an illusion that it is too early in a trance.

For He Qianwei, who is going to keep vigil, this is good news.

She was dressed in a crimson winter coat, and with Arjun in her arms who was full of energy and meowing, she moved a chair to the courtyard to stare at the lanterns. There is even time to comment on the style with the Autumn Shadow Flying Mirror.

So before Xiao Zaiyang entered the door, she had already seen the other party with sharp eyes, and immediately put Arjun on the ground, raised her hand and patted the empty chair next to her.

The abandoned Arjun rolled on the spot blankly, and found that the dogskin paste Yang did not pick himself up again tonight, and immediately flicked his tail and walked out, jumped to the wall, and ran into the night without looking back.

Xiao Zaiyang watched the impatient Arjun disappear from view, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This cat is really wild and hard to find.

While thinking, he lifted his robe and sat next to He Qianwei, not caring at all that this action had no image.

When Qiu Ying and Fei saw Xiao Zaiyang, they had already consciously retreated to the side, and now in the huge courtyard of the Yaoguang Palace, except for the two masters and a few of them squatting in the corner, there was no one else.

Xiao Zaiyang and He Qianwei sat side by side in the middle of the courtyard, with stars and a bright moon on their heads that kept twinkling like breathing, and there was no wind around them, and they looked at the scenery silently for a while, and no one spoke.

In the middle of the sound, He Qianwei was the first to stretch, leaned her elbows on her knees to prop up her chin, and muttered: "If I were in Wancheng, I would definitely shrink myself at home at this time, and I would not say anything and refuse to come down from the pit." ”

The territory of Daqi is already northern, and Wancheng, as the first defensive line in the north, is even more bitterly cold, and in comparison, the winter in the capital is even a little milder.

Xiao Zaiyang has grown up to his current age and has never left the capital, but he has read a lot of books since he was a child, read countless travelogues, and also marked out the names of those places one by one on the map, keeping their respective humanities and customs in mind, and naturally knew that the winter in Wancheng has always been cold, and when he heard the words, he said: "The capital is the coldest time, and it can't reach the fierce rival who drips water into ice." I'd like to see what Wancheng looks like in winter. ”

He Qianwei sighed like a little adult: "Hey." ”

She looked at Xiao Zaiyang with a loving gaze, and there were many vicissitudes of life in her tone, and said quietly: "I have seen many people like you, and in the end, they couldn't last a few days and hurriedly went back and forth." ”

"Then this person must not be me." Xiao Zaiyang smiled, his expression relaxed and confident, "I'm the type who insists that Qingshan is not relaxed." ”

"You said it yourself." He Qianwei said, "In the future, if you have the opportunity to go to Wancheng in winter, you are not allowed to escape." ”

Xiao Zaiyang was categorical: "There is no such possibility." ”

At this point, the two fell silent again, as if they didn't know what to say.

Or they all have a lot to say, but they are afraid of spoiling the atmosphere.

Just as Xiao Zaiyang was mentally prepared and was about to speak, the sound of firecrackers suddenly came from his ears, and a rhythmic muffled sound exploded one after another.

The two of them looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a stream of light slowly climbing upwards in the sky, and finally blooming silently in the sky, splashing light everywhere.

It's fireworks set off outside.

In the constant roar, the words have lost the necessity of existence, and the eyes are the protagonists of this good show.

When the short-lived fireworks completely disappeared, Xiao Zaiyang and He Qianwei looked at each other in a ghostly manner, and then the corners of their lips invariably rose up.

They laughed for no reason.

When he finally put away his smile, Ji Xiu on the side beat the snake and came to him with a stick, holding a few hand-held fireworks and said earnestly: "This fireworks can be set off in your hand, they are also beautiful, if the girl is interested, you can play with it." ”

Ji Xiu was also smart, knowing that Xiao Zaiyang's opinion was useless at this time, so he asked He Qianwei directly.

Anyway, if He Qianwei agreed, Xiao Zaiyang would follow her no matter what she did.

Because of He Qianwei's special identity, even if the Yaoguang Palace was only simply decorated in the New Year, and there were no fireworks and other things, where did Ji Xiu take out this thing, it can only be said that it was premeditated.

He Qianwei stared at the fireworks for a long time, and finally reached out and picked out two of them, handed one to Xiao Zaiyang, held one for herself, and didn't say a word, but the meaning was obvious.

Ji Xiu smiled and took out the fire fold, carefully avoided the angle facing the two masters, and lit the fireworks one by one.

Without Ji Xiu's words, Xiao Zaiyang took He Qianwei's hand and motioned to lift the fireworks away to avoid injury.

He Qianwei did so, and the lead only burned for a short moment, and soon hooked the brilliance hidden in it.

The palace lights in the courtyard were still burning, and the fireworks could only brighten the surroundings as much as they could, and countless streamers rushed to erupt, and after a brief embrace of the cool air, they dissipated one after another, and no trace could be found.

Xiao Zaiyang didn't have much interest in this scene, so he turned his gaze to He Qianwei and saw her looking at the fireworks in her hand with joy in her eyes.

Before He Qianwei noticed his gaze, Xiao Zaiyang moved it back, and most of the fireworks in his hand had already been lit, but he smiled for no reason.

Isn't that pretty what you look like?

He thought to himself.

The fireworks burned out completely, as if taking away the unnatural atmosphere that lingered around the two, and they gradually brought up what they had seen and heard in their hearts, and they talked happily, and the venue moved to the Yaoguang Hall with the deeper and deeper night dew.

There is a custom of keeping the year on Chinese New Year's Eve, but He Qianwei is a person who can't stay up late, and his spirit becomes sluggish after half of the time, lying on the table with a hitch, and responding to the person next to him without a ride.

Xiao Zaiyang was not affected at all, but seeing He Qianwei's appearance as if she could fall asleep directly in the next second, she still took the initiative to choke the conversation for her and coaxed someone to go to bed.

He Qianwei had an inexplicable insistence at this time, she was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, but she still insisted on telling Xiao Zaiyang about her complaints: "If it weren't for my mother, my father wouldn't have hurt me so much!" He would even think I was in the way, so that he couldn't be intimate with my mother, and tried his best to drive me to sleep alone, woowoo......"

"And this? It's too much. Xiao Zaiyang stood by the bed crying and laughing and listened to her chatter for a long time, and responded a few words from time to time, "Let Aunt Wan beat him!" ”

"My mother is reluctant...... She won't do anything to my dad when she hits me. He Qianwei was already sleepy at this time, and replied vaguely, "But my father still loves me very much." If it were for me, they could even be separated. ”

“…… It's nice that they're together all the time...... bar. ”

He Qianwei's voice gradually lowered until she didn't speak again.

Xiao Zaiyang planned to leave at this time.

The emperor in the Qinzheng Hall has been hanging for so long, and he is probably so anxious that he will go directly to the Yaoguang Hall to ask why he ignored me, and he plans to step on a little to take a look at the other party.

Knowing his father Mo Ruozi, the emperor really waited very hard, and he couldn't even sit down with peace of mind, and walked back and forth in the hall for a while, and finally sat down under Tang Zhengde's repeated advice.

Although he tried his best to be a good father, the emperor was the son of heaven above all ten thousand people after all, and no matter how much his thinking turned, it was still difficult to get out of his comfort zone, but he would still be confused by his son's obviously angry attitude.

Of course, the emperor will not show it directly, but in front of him is Tang Zhengde, saying to himself, "Is it really too much for me this time?" "It's not a big deal.

Tang Zhengde also felt uncomfortable for the emperor in his heart, but he was alone in charge, and he had a good relationship with Ji Xiu, the only one who could barely be regarded as a junior, and he couldn't help the complex emotions of father and son, so he could only listen silently.

At this moment, a little eunuch suddenly broke in outside.

Tang Zhengde recognized that it was the person he had picked before, and was about to scold, but the other party said loudly: "Your Highness is not far away, I see that I am coming here." ”

Without waiting for Tang Zhengde to react, the emperor did not hesitate to say a word: "What are you doing in a daze?" Don't hurry up and pick up the prince! ”

The emperor probably wanted to say, "Even if you tie it up, you have to bring that bastard boy to me."

Tang Zhengde silently translated this sentence and personally took the little eunuch out to greet people.

Xiao Zaiyang was quite surprised by Tang Zhengde's enthusiasm.

He didn't go to the Qinzheng Palace in the past, and it was the first time he saw the other party so enthusiastic, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

In confusion, Xiao Zaiyang stepped into the Qinzheng Hall and collided with the emperor who was trying to keep his peace.

"Why don't you sit?" Xiao Zaiyang looked at the emperor curiously, "When the imperial doctor asked for peace before, didn't he say that he wanted to rest more." ”

In fact, the emperor, who was so anxious that he couldn't sit still, casually made an excuse: "...... After sitting for a long time, he stood up and moved his body. ”

Xiao Zaiyang nodded without doubt, and sat down at the table with the emperor.

He was also a little tired along the way, so he first picked up the teacup and took a sip and asked, "My father visited so many ministers yesterday, did he find anything?" ”

"It's a bit eyebrow-raising, and it's almost conclusive evidence."

The emperor replied casually.

As soon as the words came out, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Xiao Zaiyang with a frown: "How do you know that I went to check something"? ””

"I also have a copy of the drunken dossier, so it shouldn't be difficult to guess it." Xiao Zaiyang was full of confusion, "Isn't it?" ”

The emperor was stunned.

He realized in hindsight that he was probably trapped by a misunderstanding.

Since Xiao Zaiyang had long known what the window flower was doing, his previous performance was obviously deliberately pretending to make the fact that the two had a temper look more real, but the emperor didn't realize it at all, but was anxious for a long time......

This can probably compete for the first place in the emperor's black history.

Xiao Zaiyang also reacted, and looked at the emperor with a shocked expression: "You don't think that I really have been angry for so long, right?" ”

The emperor was silent, not wanting to answer the question.

…… It seems to be true.

As an empathetic and good son, Xiao Zaiyang thoughtfully skipped this topic and stretched out his hand solemnly: "New Year's money." ”

"Take it, take it, and there will be no shortage of you." The emperor immediately put the purse stuffed with golden melon seeds into Xiao Zaiyang's palm.

Xiao Zaiyang put the purse on the table when he got it, and took out a seal and handed it out: "New Year's gift." ”

It looks like paying with one hand and selling goods with the other.

The emperor complained in his heart, but his body honestly caught the seal and put it in his arms.

Tang Zhengde breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

I don't know exactly what happened, but looking at it, it's probably fine.

After going through the process that will occur every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, Xiao Zaiyang should have said another happy New Year and returned home, but this time he hesitated for a long time and said something unrelated: "Aunt Wan and General He are very affectionate?" ”

"Not only love, it's inseparable...... the emperor sighed, "just because of them, your mother didn't dislike me for being rigid......"

Rotten.

The emperor, who was in a fluctuating mood, talked about the past again without paying attention, and didn't even realize what was wrong, and planned to continue, Tang Zhengde immediately pretended to cough and intercept the words.

The emperor suddenly woke up from a dream, immediately shut his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to change the topic: "...... It's really lovely. ”

Xiao Zaiyang still smiled: "Why does the queen mother dislike you?" ”

Hearing this, the emperor took it seriously and glanced at Xiao Zaiyang from top to bottom.

Seeing that his face was natural, the emperor was relieved, and told his son about the past of the Yuan Empress for the first time with a sense of relief.